Two Interconnected Small Town Tales

I'm a married man in a small town. I was born and raised here, and I work for the city, so pretty much everybody knows me. This makes it rather difficult to explore the wilder or more kinky side of things... at least for me.

So, I have never been with another guy, but I admit that I was always curious about other men's cocks. I enjoy seeing nude men, always have, but had never acted on it. And that attraction has never left me, even after 15 years of a wonderful marriage with an a amazingly sexual and adventurous woman.
...and before you ask, yes she knows that I like to look at dicks...

One evening a few years back, I was browsing the Craigslist personals (man, I miss those) and stumbled on an ad mentioned my small town. I opened it. A simple message that read "looking for a friend. Willing to drive to..." and he listed three towns, including mine. There were also three pictures of what I believed to be the most incredible cock I've ever seen. It wasn't huge, but just had this aesthetic appeal I can't quite describe. Anyway, after being mesmerized by this mystery dick for three days, I built up the nerve to reply. I told him I was married and not really looking for a hook-up, but I would like to "see that thing in person".

He replied back and we decided to meet up at the local baseball field, just to meet. A casual "I'm real and won't kill you" type thing. I had told him the color of my car, and after a while a nice looking dude slowly walked up and tapped on my window. I got out and we shook hands and nervously said our hellos. We decided to walk the perimeter of the baseball diamond (no games were being played) and chatted for a while. I asked if he had a big response to his ad and he said no, and added that most people are Craigslist are fake or "chicken-shit".

When we reached the farthest part of the park, away from the road and parking lot, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that his hand moved toward his crotch, and right there he pulled out his amazing cock. I pretended not to notice but I could see it dangling and swinging with every step in my periphery. I finally stopped and took a proper look. I couldn't help but blurting that his "cock was amazing". He glanced around to check for people, then played with it a bit. I just stood there, slack-jawed, watching him. I finally asked to touch him, he agreed, stepped a little closer and I felt another man's cock for the first time. I jerked him off until he came, and we casually walked back to our cars and went our separate ways. We emailed a few times after that. He sent me more pictures. I sent him one of my dick. But, soon the messages stopped. We never met up again and I never see him around town.

Jump ahead a year or so.

I was walking through our local grocery store when I noticed a large, muscular man in one of the aisles. He was clean-cut, well dressed and just plain big. Blue dress shirt, gray dress pants. *Side-note, its rather rare to see anyone in business clothes around here.

Anyway, I saw him, thought "wow, that guy probably gets all the pussy" and that was about it...until, as he stood and looked at some label on something, I noticed that he had a very obvious penis line. The man was freeballing! I mean, there was no hiding it. The complete shape of a cock was blatantly obvious in those thin gray dress pants. My underlying attraction to dicks rose up in my psyche. I kept staring at him. At it. I pretended not to, but I couldn't help it.
I left that initial aisle and continued my shopping. A few aisles over, there he was again. This time, my nerves had subsided (and my heart-rate slowed down a bit) and I pushed my cart up next to him. I simply asked "New in town?" He smiled, said hello and then said he was just here visiting a friend. I gave the age-old small town appeal speech, and after some boring small talk, I added : "I really like your pants".
*Yes, I know that sounds lame.

He looked at me with a tilted head and smiled again. We made eye contact, then I looked directly at his bulge, making no hint of hiding what I was looking at. He pretended to adjust his shirt tuck and tugged the belt line a bit, making his cock inside even more visible. I quietly let out a "nice" followed by a sigh. Someone else was coming down the aisle at this point, so we went our separate ways.

He must have decided to check-out and leave, because I scoured the store looking for him, but he was gone.

That night I was playing around online and decided to make a "missed connections" post of Craigslist. I pretty much assumed it was pointless, but why not? The next day, I get a reply from him. He told me what he was wearing and what I was wearing. We then exchanged a few messages and pictures... and what those pants were hiding was glorious.

We agreed to meet at the place he was staying. A small cabin near the lake about 30 minutes from town. I drove up that Saturday, not knowing how far I'd be willing to take things this time.

I found the cabin and nervously stepped on the small porch and knocked... I heard some shuffling inside, my heart was pounding. I questioned myself a lot in those few seconds. Should I just leave? Go home and just jerk off? The door creaked and swung open, and there, shirtless with a big smile was the man from the baseball diamond!!

What a small world!

The three of us had an amazing time....several amazing times. I won't go into details here, but I'd be willing to share the rest of the story if anyone is interested.